“20’s Ruin” —When 20 opened the door, she thought she must still be sleeping. What stood there was some strange bird: that’s what 19 would’ve said. He wasn’t a boy, but he wasn’t exactly a man either. Tall, like Miller’s son, but thin as a heron. His shirt was blue-wing bright. His eyes, wide and startled. His skin was smooth and free of rashes; he must not be from the mountain…Read an excerpt from theMay/June 2014 issue of Cicada Magazine. 2015 recipient of a letter of merit for fiction, Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators Magazine Merit Competition.

“Hansel and Gretel” — In the light of the gibbous moon, beneath the thick boughs of ancient oaks, a girl pulled her brother from the gingerbread house, trailed by smoke that stank of burned sugar and flesh. She found the path of white pebbles, and she led her brother down its sloped curve. She kept to the middle of the path, away from the oaks, for their leaves whispered, wordless hisses. A warning, a foretelling…Read the rest in Solstice Literary Magazine.

“Her Mother’s Skin” — The leggy girl, on evenings when the wind was warm and wild, drifted away from the house and her chores, from the little ones and her mother’s long silences. As the wind tangled sand and sea grass through the girl’s hair, she climbed the cliff faces and explored her secret hidey-holes. Which is why she found her mother’s skin…Purchase the rest in the Spring/Summer 2013 issue of Soundings Review.